Friday, June 11, 2010

Space Waste Dummy

clean space waste, dirty old memories
floating yet you marveled as stars
i was sinking to save you
from the indirect fire from the galaxy
where you breath in.
in town they use to gun me down
and hunt me till dawn
just to see if your driving safe
if you still smoke those cigars in the parking lot
or if your still paranoid by the ideas
your government fed you.
yet I'm your schizophrenia
the cancer for your cure
the involuntary force that keeps you away
from hiding on those tall walls
whenever the agents comes in
im emotionless
immobile piece of wax
you molded a long time ago,
whenever you try to escape
from existence.

Counting Dead Trees

Counting Dead Trees
Acid in my head, acid in my head

Lost in The Dark Wonderland

Lost in The Dark Wonderland
blinded by too much light